Ro'Essel couldn't resist thinking about how much she wanted to show these Drex known as guards how foolish they were to believe she was in their control by force. It would be simple for her to slip free of their anklet by just teleporting and forgetting to take it along with her. Then in the process of slipping free she'd appear beside the sleepy guard and grabbing his weapon thrust her elbow into his throat. Once she was armed she'd disappear to spread confusion among the guards after which she'd become the storm among the Jesec (Sheep) appearing at random or at least to them it would seem so.

She allowed such tactics free reign in her mind as the guards escorted them to the ship modifying and adjusting as new weakness or strength presented it's self. 

When they arrived at the ship everyone paused to admire it form outside, this surprised an confused Ro'Essel for to her it was simply another weapon to be used in pursuit of her goals. She felt no awe nor need to admire the ship because she was not a member of it's command staff; merely cargo, a weapon waiting deployment.